Where Did Mom Go?

by

Phil Pochurek

There’s a little old lady about eighty or so
Who still looks like the mom
I use to know.
Who still sounds like her
When she laughs or scolds you
Even for something you didn’t do.
She’s not as quick as she use to be
And sometimes she doesn’t remember me
But it doesn’t matter because I can see
That she’s still my mom.
She tends to forget the little things
Like where she parked the car
Or the phone until it rings.
I don’t care if she forgets who we are
She’s still my mom and that’s the important thing.
I’m sorry to see her winding down
From the mom I use to know
It’s sad to see her slip that way
Where did the old mom go?
She slides a little more everyday
But some are better than others.
She wears her smile like an old shoe.
It’s hard to watch her go that way
Barely a shadow under the covers
Of the mom I once knew.
She could work all day long
Then come home and fix us dinner
Before her day was through.
Her life was always in motion
Cooking and cleaning she always found something to do.
She was as constant as the tides in the ocean.
Until one day her glass was empty
And she’d finally run out of sand,
She couldn’t do it anymore
And she couldn’t understand what she did wrong.
She tried everything
The way she was taught you should do.
She lived her life in constant practice
Of being honest and good.
She never dreamed she’d end up like this
Someone else maybe but she never would.
How could she know?
Where did the old mom go?
She’s not as sharp as she use to be
And she doesn’t hear to good.
She sits a lot because she can barely see
So I don’t mind when she doesn’t recognize me.
By the way where did mom go?
It’s a shame to watch her fade away
I can only hope she won’t remember
All those years the way things use to be
And instead think about herself today.
Let us remember the mom we use to know
The one who’s here but so far away.
Who’s lost in her search for yesterday.
Where did mom go?

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